J. M. Hooks
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Chapter Three
Memories Kill
Jester stood at the top of a building, looking down at all the street-walkers and sneering. She wasn't exactly a people person, anymore. Actually, she probably never really was.
Jester didn't want to think anymore; it hurt her to do so. Memories came to her in her dreams, taking over her thoughts. She couldn't do anything without thinking about him.
Her paintball gun, filled with nerve serum, was on her back and she had a bag hanging over her shoulder. Jester gripped the strap of the gun, tightly, wanting so much to shoot something to get rid of her pain.
?Flashback?
"Professor, what's going on?" Jesse asked, her eyes being covered by Crane's hands.
"You'll see in a minute. Stop asking every two seconds." He laughed and Jesse smiled, feeling herself being pushed by his body, behind her. "And what did I tell you about that 'Professor' thing?"
"I don't have to when we're alone?" Jesse questioned and felt his nose in her hair.
"Exactly." Crane replied, smiling.
Jesse felt the man stop and she halted, wondering what he was up to. Crane's hands pulled away from her eyes and Jesse's eyes came into focus.
On the table was a big cake with light blue frosting and there were some candles on top. In the frosting, on the top, the words 'Happy Birthday Jess' were spelled out.
Jesse turned around, sharply, and jumped on the man before he could move. Jesse planted her lips on his, firmly, and wrapped her arms around his neck, forcing him to stay still.
The girl pulled back, after a minute, and smiled, happily.
"You remembered." She whispered, her eyes shining bright.
"How could I forget, Jess?" Crane asked, holding onto the girl, tightly, so she wouldn't fall, as she had her legs wrapped around him, too.
"I love you so much, Jonathan." Jesse said, softly, in his ear.
"I love you, too, Jess." Crane whispered back, putting the girl's feet back on the floor.
?End Flashback?
Jester felt a tear roll down her cheek and she growled, swinging her gun off of her shoulder and aiming at a random person in the street.
Jester fired, hitting the person in the head, watching as they fell to the ground screaming. It gave her something else to concentrate on.
She smirked as the people below started screaming and pointing up at her. The ears of the coxcomb bobbed up and down as though she was laughing, even though she was only smirking.
One woman was screaming way too much and was getting on Jester's nerves. Jester reached into her outfit and pulled out a pistol. She raised the gun and shot, the woman fell and more people started screaming.
"Aw, come on! Don't tell me you've never seen someone's brains leak out of their heads before!" Jester yelled to the crowd as they began to scatter.
Jester shrugged and began to jump from one rooftop to another, grunting as she hit each roof. The more rooftops she jumped, the closer she got to her destination. The closer she got to getting back with her love.
The Scarecrow snickered. His plan was going according to schedule and the Fear Gas he snuck in was making it all the better.
He was, currently, sitting on the floor, against the wall, shrouded in shadow. He, quickly, hid his glee as a guard came by on the evening patrol. The guard stopped in front of the door and looked in, moving on afterwards.
"Hey, guard!" Scarecrow called out and he heard the guards footsteps turn and come back toward the door.
"What do you want?" The man asked gruffly, looking in at the Master of Fear, angrily.
Scarecrow got up and walked over to the door and smirked, looking the guard, straight in the eyes.
"I was just wondering what it is that you fear the most." Scarecrow whispered, darkly, a red gas creeping towards the guards nose.
Scarecrow shoved his hand through the bars and grabbed the keys out of the other man's pocket. The man screamed and fell to the ground.
Scarecrow opened the door and stepped out just as more guards began to round the corner. He grinned, evilly.
"This should be fun." He said, a dangerous glint in his eye.